I had a fantastic conference weekend. I wrote a whole post about it, then realized I couldn't share it because it contained personal details of other people's lives. ;) Suffice it to say that my life is filled with fantastic people who I love, and that makes me happy.

On Mondays I do random tasks that need to be done. Things like filling a forms for my program, or dealing with finances, or signing contracts. When there are tasks that need to be done but are not urgent, I flip through my calendar and write them on an appropriate Monday. Then I don't think about them again until that Monday comes along, and I have to do the task.

Today one of the tasks that showed up on my Monday was to fill out a change of program form so that I can take a different writing class than I originally intended to take. In all this took me all of five minutes. That task has been sitting on that particular Monday for the last three months. It's been on my general to-do list for nearly eight months. And then it took me five minutes.

And yet, I think it's good that I left it until this week, because that task took up a space in my brain that until this week was allocated for other things. There are so many Things To Do, that I can't think about them all at once. So non-urgent things are placed far away on the calendar. Future Mondays hold tasks like filling out financial aid forms online, and figuring out how to change a check in Scottish Pounds into dollars. These are things that are overwhelming if I think about them all at once, but when I deal with them one-per-week, they are rather painless.

Unfortunately, this particular week has filled up with other tasks. Urgent tasks. Tasks that cannot be put off until future Mondays. I have to pick up my prescription. I have to send banner files to be printed (and damn, those files are big). I have to write a final chapter, and rewrite some material. I have to grade 20 10-page papers. The list goes on.

The end of the semester is always like this--task heavy. I look forward to the days in just over a week, when I will no longer have school and work to compound my number of things to do, which will simplify my life considerably. (I am so over this school thing. It's time to graduate. Only nine months left!) And then I will actually be able to get to work on my thesis, which is next month's Thing That Cannot Be Moved No Matter What Else Needs To Be Done.

I'm tired, but happy.